Adele, Claire - Guardian of His Love [Wolves of West Texas 3] (Siren Publishing Ménage and More) Read Free

it disappeared behind his engorged cock in a thatch of dark, curly hair. His hard cock rose above his impressive balls. She started to reach to cup him but stopped and searched his gaze. His eyes seemed to burn with his intent to take her.
    “Scoot back, hon.”
    With her pussy heating from his words, she pushed against the sheets and managed to move a few inches farther toward the head of the bed.
    “That’s far enough. Stop. I want to taste you.” His order came as another purposeful growl, and he bent toward her.
    Oh, God . She wanted his mouth on every bit of her aching, swollen pussy.
    “Bend your knees, hon, and raise your feet onto the bed.”
    She hadn’t even realized her legs dangled off the end of the bed, she’d been so enthralled by the vision of him naked and more than ready to give her the pleasure she wanted from him.
    “Like this?” She could just barely keep her feet planted on the end of the bed.
    “That’s perfect,” he said as he gently grasped her ankles and moved her feet further apart.
    She knew he could see every bit of her damp private parts as he knelt on the floor and slid his hands beneath her hips. She held her breath as he lifted her hips and lowered his head.
    “You’re so pink and wet.” He nuzzled her curls and lapped at her labia with his warm tongue.
    Sensations gripped her pussy as he licked and nibbled her sensitive clit. A whimper escaped her. It was pure torture being stimulated by his mouth and tongue and teeth. “Derek!” she cried as her orgasm built, her body tensing, her back curving.
    “You’re lovely, honey, all wet and dripping with your juices,” he said, his voice smooth like dark velvet. “I want to eat your sweet pussy.”
    She moaned, helpless against his sensual assault. She could do nothing but feel every hot caress of his tormenting tongue. When his tongue speared inside her opening, she climaxed, her hips bucking. Even in the throes of her orgasm, she could feel his big hands gripping her thighs as he continued to tantalize her with his wicked tongue and teeth.
    “My God, Derek!” Pulses gradually lessened in strength until she was totally spent. She couldn’t move if she’d wanted to. She was his to do with as he wanted.
    He lifted her further toward the head of the bed until he climbed on the bed between her legs. “Spread your legs for me, sweetheart.”
    She did as he asked while he parted her thighs with his strong, warm hands.
    He rose above her, placing each hand on either side of her arms. “Wrap your legs around me,” he rasped.
    He positioned the smooth head of his cock at the opening of her channel and pushed inside her, stretching her.
    It had been a long time since she’d had sex. It had never been this good. But she was tight, and he was engorged and hard. She tilted her hips to ease his way. When he pushed in further, she took more of him and wrapped her legs around him. As he moved deeper, she wound her arms around his broad shoulders. He pulled out and slid deep again. A moan escaped her at the pure ecstasy of the fullness of his cock deep inside her vagina.
    “Derek, I need you.”
    He slipped a hand between their bodies and found her clit, circling the sensitive nub while he pushed inside her once again. Another climax rocked her. She bucked, taking him ever deeper. Closing her teeth on the muscled ridge of his shoulder, she tasted his damp skin. She licked him and closed her mouth over his salty flesh as she moved her hips beneath him, savoring the feel of his cock against sensitive places deep inside her. Her fingertips pressed into his damp, muscular back as her climax pulsed over and over.
    Suddenly, a moan more like a deep feral growl rose from his chest. She watched him as his head rose, his neck bowed back. His cum shot from his surging cock into her pussy, the warm fluid teasing her womb. Pumping over and over, the movement of his hard cock pleasured her even more. He lowered his head to rest in the curve of her